I will speak using stories; I will tell secret things from long ago.Psalm 78:2Daffodils seem to burst out of nowhere. I love them. (Notice how different these two types are.) I go looking for them every spring - watching for them in flowerbeds and through the countryside, even where no house stands.The first story I... Continue Reading →

 I will speak using stories; I will tell secret things from long ago.Psalm 78:2Daffodils seem to burst out of nowhere. I love them. (Notice how different these two types are.) I go looking for them every spring - watching for them in flowerbeds and through the countryside, even where no house stands.The first story I... Continue Reading →